The Pig Factory

CHAPTER 1 - WELCOME

Squeals and oinks echoed off the concrete walls and tin roof of the dimly lit factory. In the far corner, metal stairs lead up to what looked like an office. Dotted around the factory were lots of cameras facing into the pen in the centre. As Haley looked around they saw a drove of 10 or 15 latex covered pigs, no human pigs, on all fours in a large pen. The pen floor was rubberised and covered in lubrication which made it look shiny and alive.

All of the pigs were completely covered in latex each with its own colour from black and pink to transparent and coloured semi opaque. On the pig's head was a thick rubber hood with a snout, ears and opening for its mouth. The only other opening was each pig's hole, which seemed to be completely covered in rubber. Each pig had a belt with attached tail and a tight inflatable bulge over their crotches to prevent the pig from playing with itself. To further prevent any mischief each pig had thick rubber trotters on hands and feet.  All of this gear was padlocked to prevent removal of the gear.

Haley notices other confused eyes darting about under the other pigs hoods and makes direct eye contact with one of the pigs. Haley saw a bit of confusion or excitement in those eyes and his heart rate began to rise. Haley started to question why he wasn’t scared or horrified at what he was seeing, was this instead turning him on? Haley had always been interested in rubber and often had thoughts of being a pet but how did he end up here?

Three of the rubber pigs walk amongst the others methodically and slowly, each with a few gas masks attached to their belt and a big canister on their backs and a bag which clanks as they walk. These pig drones are larger than the others in the pen and have thick rubber harnesses making them appear imposing and further separating them from the drove. Unlike the piglets, the drones' cocks are covered in a thick silicone cock sleeve with the head exposed and leaking precum.

The pig drones notice one of the confused pigs attempting to stand up and make their way towards it. The drones gently force the pig back on all fours and attach one of the gas masks to the tank on their back. The mask is forced over the pig's face and after a breath or two the pig makes a squealing noise and quickly settles and relaxes. The gas mask is detached from the canister and the drone pulls out a gas mask filter from its bag. It looks down at the pig, assessing it and adds a few drops of poppers into the filter and attaches it to the pig's gas mask.

As Haley watches and tries to make sense of the scene he fails to notice one of the drones watching back. 

“Is it smiling at me?” Haley wonders as it begins to head their way. 

Haley starts to notice how sweaty it is inside the rubber suit and searches for a way to remove it but quickly finds himself just mindlessly rubbing his rubber body with his trotters, enjoying the sensation. A few seconds later and Haley notices one of the drones looming above him, it is smiling now.

The drone attaches one of its spare gas masks to the canister on its back and brings it towards Haley's face, he doesn’t try to stop the drone as it slips it over his head.  Haleys vision is almost totally obscured, the mask has dark lenses letting Hayley just about see his trotters, the drone and the floor. As his eyes become accustomed to the change in light level he notices a sweet and strange smell, the gas obviously but what is it? 

Haley breathes in the gas and instantly begins to feel euphoric and horny he involuntarily lets out a loud “Squeal” which echoes hard against the factory making some of the other piglets begin to snort and oink in excitement. 

“What, what is happening to me?”, he asks himself as his heart rate rises and his null bulge seems to get tighter.

Haleys thinking, now slow and drifting in and out of a dreamlike state, watches as the drone attaches the gas mask filter. The poppers inside were unlike anything he had experienced before and within moments Haley began to oink and snort like a pig. Haley rolls on his back enjoying the coolness of the lube on his rubber skin and begins to rub his null bulge, he tries to think but all Haley has left is “oink”

CHAPTER 2 - VOYER

In an apartment block, not too far away from TPF a message notification pings. Ridley, wearing a transparent rubber vest, jock and gloves unlocks the phone and clicks the link. A live video feed of the pen loads, Ridley wonders who sent the link, it’s exactly what he likes and a nice compliment to his rubber time. Ridley keeps watching the feed, he watches the drones moving amongst the drove and about an hour in all the pigs seemed to be content, with some trying to hump each other. 

The drones finally leave the pen and a new figure appears, he is larger than the drones and covered in leather, like the drones he wore a pig mask and smoked a thick cigar. The drones stand to attention as the new figure takes a big puff on his cigar and kisses and shares the thick smoke with each of the drones.

The feed stutters and pauses and Ridley quickly hits the refresh button, he needs to know what’s going to happen.  

The feed reloads and the Daddy Pig is standing over one of the pigs, he attaches a collar and leash to the pig and brings it to its feet, he takes a big pull on the cigar and blows it into the pigs mouth. The pigs knees seem to go weak and Daddy Pig leads it crawling out of the pen, pulling on the leash and puffing on his cigar.

Ridley, still watching the feed and playing with himself loses track of time. The stream is showing the remaining rubber pigs playing, as Ridley finishes playing with himself the stream snaps off and a link appears on the screen. Ridley clicks the link, and a map appears, the address doesn’t seem to be too far away.

CHAPTER 3 - BRICK

Brick rubs his crotch and lights another cigar, he grunts contently, stands and moves towards the office window overlooking the pen. Brick smiles as he sees all the new piglet recruits, some of them will make it to the next stage, the ones that don’t will be released with a bit of headache and hazy memories of their experiences. 

Even failed candidates usually have a pleasant experience, Brick only selects candidates for the pen that have enjoyed watching the live stream and passed the vetting process.

Brick begins to think “Was I selected?” as he takes a pull on his cigar, but almost instantly forgets that train of thought and grabs his cap.

“Time to convert another piglet” He says to himself.

Brick opens the door, the smell of the factory floor is glorious, the sweet and arousing smell of latex, sweat and poppers compliment the smell of cigar and the leather that Brick is wearing perfectly.  He makes his way down the metal stairs, with each step clanging and echoing through the factory. Brick becomes more excited with each step as he descends the stairs.  Watching the agency leave his piglet's eyes when he shares his smoky kiss with it is one of Brick's favourite parts of the conversion process.

The drones are waiting for Brick just outside the pen, standing to attention, in more ways than one.

“Good work pigs, time for a kiss” Brick says as he grabs the nearest drone's cock and takes a deep pull on his cigar, he growls as he kisses the drone as he shares the smoke, the drone moans as the smoke rolls out of its mouth and snout.  Brick does this for the next drone too, it ‘oinks’ in appreciation. The last drone is roughly the same height as Brick,  roughly grabs the drone's leaking cock, and uses it to pull the drone closer and shares his smoky kiss. As the shared smoke dissipates between them Brick spits on the drones snout, it ‘oinks’ loudly in pleasure as its cock hardens in Brick's hand.

“Fuck yeah, pig!” Brick exclaims, partially surprising himself.

Brick doesn’t like surprises and instinctively reaches for the special poppers gifted to him by Boss and takes a few big hits, after a few seconds he poppers correct Brick's errant thoughts and he turns his attention to the pen and steps in.

CHAPTER 4 - CHOSEN

Haley notices another pig close by and crawls towards it, he presses his snout into its bulge and oinks, the other pig oinks back and they both wag their piggy tails and begin to rub and roll around on the slick rubber floor together. Haley pushes his snout deep into the rubber coated hole of his playmate, oinking as he does so. Haley had fully given into his initial conditioning, he was a piglet and the piglet was enjoying itself.

Haley notices Brick standing over him, he stops playing with his new pig friend and starts to lick Brick's boots. Haley hears a low growl as Brick lifts Haleys head and attaches a collar. Feeling the collar locked on and lead tugging him upwards, Haley begins to squeal excitedly. 

As Haleys head is lifted into position he looks into Brick's black eyes and sees himself reflected. Upon seeing his reflection Haley suddenly thinks "what, where, why, who?", his piglet conditioning breaking slightly.

These were the first thoughts he had had for well over an hour but all he could manage to say was weakly say “p, please” before Brick removes the gasmask and gives Haley a smoky kiss.

As Haley inhaled the smoke his thoughts almost completely disappeared, but Haley managed, “this is right, this is my place, this is what i want” by the time he had returned to all-fours again the only thoughts left inside of Haley's head were “oink, squeal, oink oink”

CHAPTER 5 - CONVERSION

Brick slowly brings the piglet up the stairs to his office, the metal stairs could be brutal if you were careless with your piglets.  As the door to his office opens Brick checks the projection of the live stream on the wall. As well as the video a small panel at the bottom of the screen was flashing “1”, they can expect a new candidate soon. 

Opposite the projection sits Brick's desk, in one corner a sling and the other a drain and hook where Brick ties Haley. Brick takes another pull on his cigar and blows the smoke at Haley.

“Dad needs a piss” Brick chuckles and begins to piss all over Haley.

As the piss hits Haleys head Brick can see that this one will be a good piss pig. Haley opens his mouth wide and tries to catch as much of Brick's piss as possible. Haleys cock throbs while the piss runs down his rubber body past his cock onto the floor. Finally Brick shakes his cock in front of Haley and orders “Clean it”. Haley gets to work, quietly moaning as he licks and sucks Bricks cock clean, his own cock leaking precum.

Brick pulls a remote from his pocket and presses a few buttons, within 30 seconds two drones turn up, one of which still has spit on its snout.

“Prepare two masks, full strength” he says to the first drone.

“Grab the piglet, get him on the sling, warm him up, but first come here” Brick says to the spit drone.

Brick grabs Spits head and gives him another smoky kiss as he grunts with pleasure, Brick deeply kisses the drone until the first drone returns and offers the two gas masks it was sent to retrieve.

“Good… one for you Spit…” Brick says to the drone with spit on its face as he rubs its cock. Brick puts the gas over Spit's head and fills the air tube with his cigar smoke.

“And one for the piglet” Brick says as he indicates the other drone to follow while Spit unchains Haley from the piss corner and takes him over to the sling.

Brick sits down at his desk and indicates to the drone to get under the desk, Brick needs to let off some steam.

“Take” Brick tells the drone as he offers it the last few puffs of his now pungent and moist cigar.

The drone oinks and while still under the desk puffs away happily as Brick lights a new cigar.

As Bricks snout is illuminated by the pulsing glow of the cigar being rotated and lit he growls at Spit raises a fist in the air and orders, “This wide”

Spit ‘oinks’ at Brick and continues to work over the piglet's hole.

Now with the cigar fully lit, Brick returns his attention to the drone under the table, takes the stogie away from it and puts it in the ashtray on his desk.  Drones can't quite take the full power of the special blend in the cigar and the drone is already drooling and vacantly staring at Brick's crotch.

“Ok pig, get in there” Brick says as he unbuttons his leather jock and unzips the rubber underneath.

The drone gets to work and Brick flicks a switch on the desk which turns on speakers relaying sound from the pen below, some of the pigs are playing, oinking and squealing as they try desperately to pleasure themselves. 

Knowing the pigs are unlikely to orgasm no matter how long they play or how desperate they are makes Brick grunt as the drone under the desk sucks his cock. From across the office the piglet being converted loudly squeals, Brick's best guess is Spit has got his fist fully in the piglet for the first time.

Brick thinks to himself, “How did I get so lucky, how did I get here? What-” 

Before Brick finishes his thought he takes another pull on his cigar, growls and grabs the back of the drones head and forces his cock deeper into its throat. 

While he holds the head of the drone in place he puffs hard on his cigar and blows it under the desk, five or six times.  The smoke makes the drone completely relax its throat and Brick, feeling the drone relax cums hard and deep inside the drone, Brick uses the drone's mouth to wipe his cock and rolls some of the cigar ash onto its tongue.  The overload of smoke and extra ash was too much for the drone, it stayed under the desk, paralysed and staring blankly ahead, Bricks cum and the drones own drool oozing out of its mouth and a stream of precum leaking from its cock.

Brick gets up and walks towards the sling, the piglet is moaning and oinking now, as Brick arrives he removes Spits gas mask and gives the drone another smoky kiss. Brick hands him the bottle of his special poppers and says “Good job pig, there’s a surprise for you under the desk”

Brick puffs on his cigar and says, “Now then piglet, let's see how well Spit worked your hole.”

CHAPTER 6 - HOLEY

The name Haley didn’t mean anything to the piglet now, he had no idea how long he had been in the pen, or in the expert hands of Spit and he didn’t have the capacity to think or care. Whatever the was in the poppers and smoke the drones and Brick had been feeding him had removed almost all of the useless humanity from him.

The few minutes between Spit removing his trotter from Haleys well worked hole to Brick appearing in front of him were unbearable, Haley rocked his hips up trying to show Brick how badly he needed a trotter in his piggy hole.

Brick laughed and blew smoke into Haley's gas mask, as the smoke hit he relaxed and moaned dreamily.

“Good piglet” Brick cooed as he removed his leather glove and covered his rubber hand in lube.

Brick had larger hands than Spit and the extra stretch after a few minutes rest made him squeal in pleasure.  Brick gave Haley constant waves of intense plesaure, twisting his hand inside his hole and rhythmically easing it in and out. Every few minutes Brick would top up Haleys mask with a puff of cigar smoke. Haley managed to take a good few inches past Bricks wrist, which was impressive and endeared Haley to Brick

“I’m gonna call you ‘Holey’ my little fist piglet” Brick said seconds before Haley began to piss and cum all over himself and Brick's arm, squealing and oinking loudly.

“Done already?” Brick said chuckling as Haley lost consciousness.

CHAPTER 7 - ORGANISATION

“Spit, bring that drone here” Brick orders after ‘Holey’ loses consciousness.

“You - clean” Brick says to the drone pointing at the mess Holey had made. The drone, still in a trance, gets on its knees and laps at the floor covered in Brick's ash and Holeys mess.

“Spit - clean” Brick barks as he forces his fingers into Spits mouth, Spit moans and dutifully sucks each finger carefully as Brick finishes off his cigar. 

“Today was a good day.” Brick thought as he put his glove back on. “Holey has promise, maybe even a future as a drone, he seemed to want to be a pig before he arrived so the conditioning and training is working quickly and strongly.”

The office lights began to pulse, a call from Boss, Brick's cock twitched at the thought.

“Spit, put Holey to bed and give me those poppers” Brick ordered.

Spit handed over the poppers, with the body language of a wounded puppy, Brick was not moved.

Brick sat at his desk, grabbed a cigar, hit his special poppers a few times and answered the call.

“Brick, good evening. Status report.” Ordered the boss, his face filling the wall where the sty was usually projected. Boss was older than him, with a thick white beard and a large pipe pumping large plumes of smoke into the air, Bosses cap hooded his eyes. Brick daydreamed to himself what it would be like to offer himself to the Boss, how good it would feel to be his.

“Brick! - Light that cigar now.”, barked the Boss, Brick had drifted imagining playing with Boss, he started to light the cigar and began his report.

“Couple candidates to be upgraded to drones today Boss, and one drone to be promoted to factory manager, ‘Spit’ I call him.” 

The cigar now fully lit Brick rubbed his crotch and grunted, then continued his report.

“We’re also ‘specting a new candidate soon, they watched the stream for a couple hours, reckon 90% uptake of sublimials.”

“Good pig, since Spit is now ready to manage, tomorrow I will send a car for you, it’s past time you were promoted, have a few hits of poppers pig, you have earned it”

The call ends abruptly and a message and link appear on the screen from Boss.

“This evening's entertainment. Click me!”

Brick does as ordered and does several hits of poppers then takes a big pull on his cigar and clicks the link, a spiral pattern fills up his view as binaural audio plays through the speakers.

CHAPTER 8 -  ARRIVAL

Ridley thought carefully about visiting the address on the link, really he did, the problem was the more he thought about it the more he wanted to go and the less reasons he could find not to.  It took him almost a week to get to the solid metal front gates of the factory. 

Ridley adjusted his rubber jock which was now pleasantly sweaty and couldn't resist smelling his hand to get a quick hit of the sweetness from the warm latex. Ridley rang the buzzer.

“Yes?” the intercom cracked.

“Erm, I followed a map to get here, someone sent it to me? Ridley said, kind of confused and realising how dumb this sounded.

“Password pig” the intercom replied.

Before Ridley could protest he replied “not by the hair on my chinny chin chin–” with the last ‘chin’ being almost in-audable. Ridley felt a bit lightheaded, almost like he was day-dreaming, how did he know the password? He continued his daydream when the gate opened.

“Enter” the intercom ordered.

Ridley walked forwards, unaware of his surroundings, he could see a doorway ahead, lit by a single glowing orange lamp. A few steps more and Ridley noticed two rubber clad pig men next to him, who kept pace with him as they moved towards the door. Ridley didn't know but this was a test, if he ran, the door would close and he would have been free to go, but if he calmly walked with the pigs his journey could properly begin.

Ridley kept moving, excited by the rubber pig men he was walking with.

CHAPTER 9 - INTRODUCTIONS

Ridley is lead to a small concrete room with a single light.

“Strip” ordered one of the drones.

Ridley removes all of his outdoor clothes, and pauses when he gets to the rubber, the drones sharing the room with him seem satisfied and he keeps the rubber on. The drones indicate for Ridlet to sit down in a metal chair in the centre of the room.

The drones begin to cuff Ridley to the chair, as he opens his mouth to protest one of the drones forces a thick gag into Ridley's mouth. Ridley gives up protesting, he knows he is not going anywhere, and besides this is the sort of thing he was expecting.  

As he relaxes the sound of hair clippers behind his head makes him jump and he begins to shout into his gag, Ridley liked his hair. The drones bring a bottle of poppers up to Ridley's nose, slowly Ridley calms and the drones begin to shave Ridley's head. First the clippers, then carefully with a razor, taking it down to the skin, Ridley thinks about protesting again, but as his scalp is shaved he begins to enjoy the feeling of the rubber hands on his bare head.

The drones place a thick rubber pig mask over his head followed by a gasmask, Ridley recognises this from the video and his heart rate rises in anticipation. The drones attach the canister on their back to Ridley's gasmask. While Ridley inhales the gas the drones turn to each other, grab each other's rubber clad cocks and share long deep kisses. Ridley's cock gets hard as he watches the drone's rubber cocks leak precum and after a minute or two loses consciousness.

The drones realise their mistake pretty quickly, they should have kept Ridley conscious so they could fit the rest of the suit with his help. They get to work lubing Ridley's body and suit and squeeze him in.  The drones wheel Ridley into another room where he is cleaned with a series of enemas and given a medical checkup.  

Ridley slowly regains consciousness to the oinking and squeals of the sty. After the initial surprise, Ridley ‘oinks’ happily towards the other pigs and makes his way to the nearest one, sliding a little on the lubed rubber floor as he plays with the pigs he thinks, “Fuck this is so cool” and oinks loudly.  

Ridley notices the three drones wander the floor, picking out pigs to dose with the gas masks, eventually they leave the pen and a larger cigar smoking leather and rubber coated pig arrives.

CHAPTER 10 - SPIT

Spit takes a long pull on his cigar, as he paces in front of the three drones, something didn’t feel right, Spit missed Brick and was unsure what to do, he reached for the special poppers and took some deep huffs. Spit lets out a deep grunt and spits in the nearest drones face, Holey oinked in thanks as the spit ran down its head onto his snout. Spit smoke kisses each drone and true to his name spits in each of their faces, giving Holey an extra load, once done he enters the pen.

Spit stalks the pen, nothing really taking his fancy, he puffs eagerly on his cigar and 

eventually finds one lucky pig to put his ash in.  He lifts the pink latex pig's head up, and holds the poppers under its nose, he watches as its eyes soften then forces the pig's mouth open with his leather gloved thumb. The pig instinctively begins to suck Spits’ thumb, but Spit uses it to open the piglets’ mouth and roll the ash onto its wet tongue then holds his hand over its mouth.  The pig squeals as the strength of the poppers and special cigar ash drive it over the edge, Spit locks a collar on the pig and leads it up to the office.

CHAPTER 11 - LEAVING

Brick heads out of the factory for the first time in what feels like years, the sunlight hurting his eyes, he lights a cigar. One of the drones accompanied him outside while he waited for the car, he played a little with the drone.  Holding the cigar in his mouth, Brick held one hand over the drone's mouth with the other holding his special bottle of poppers under the drone's nose. After every inhale of poppers Brick covered the drones nose too, waiting until the drone started to shake and after a few minutes of this Brick put the poppers away. 

The drone had left a puddle of precum on the floor and Brick needed somewhere to put his cigar ash. Taking one last pull on the cigar he gave the drone a smoky kiss goodbye and forced it to its knees.

“Open your mouth, tongue out” Brick growled at the drone as he pulled his cock out and placed his ash on the drone's tongue.

“Good pig, suck it!” Brick said as he forced his cock into the blank drone's mouth.

Brick noticed the car arriving, but was in no rush to leave without finishing off, as Brick came he pulled his cock out of the drones mouth and ropes of Bricks cum shot all over the drones snout and maw.

“Fuck, good drone, your name is Spunk, go show Boss my sacrament” chuckled Brick as he got into the car.

CHAPTER 12 - EXPOSITION

Wolfe was standing at the door and was far more attractive in person, at least 5 inches taller than him with piercing blue eyes. He was dressed in full leather uniform, with breeches and shiny boots, he had a neat but full white beard and a jumbo briar wood pipe exuding plumes of smoke as he spoke.

“Brick, welcome” Wolfe said warmly as he placed his gauntleted hand on Brick's shoulder. 

Wolfe, noticing that Brick had begun staring at Wolfe's feet, went to sit down on a small red leather sofa in the corner of his office and said to Brick “You may lick my boots Brick”

Brick dropped to his knees, crawled over to Wolfe and began licking his boots.

“Well then, Brick, it’s time to let you know what your new role will be. You probably don’t realise that the factory you managed is only one of many around the world, or that yours is one of our smoother operations. Due to your aptitude for both submission, as you are so excellently proving to me now–” 

Wolfe paused, produced some large clouds of pipe smoke and blew them towards Brick’s face as Brick inhaled the smoke Wolfe offered the bottom of his boot and continued. Brick gently grabbed Wolfe's leg and started to clean the bottom of the boot. Wolfe and chuckled to himself, Brick really was a surprisingly adaptable pig.

“Now, where were we, ah yes, your aptitude for both submission and domination. The drones you have created at your factory are excellent. Unfortunately, many factories develop discipline problems, which is why we need enforcers. Which is why I need you Brick.”

Wolfe lifts Brick's head up and shares some more pipe smoke with him as he kisses Brick. Wolfe pulls a cigar from his pocket and gives it to Brick. Brick lights it without thinking.

“What you are currently smoking is a new strain of tobacco, similar to the strain in my pipe, to drones and piglets this strain will create instant bliss, absolute devotion and unwavering desire to serve. However for you, the effects are slightly different, the bliss you feel will ebb and flow over time as it should, your devotion will be to me alone and your only desire will be for order, and obviously a bit of pleasure too. 

Now I must confess, I have been looking up management techniques and I found one with a rather amusing name, a ‘shit sandwich’. Now I know you would most likely enjoy taking that literally but we simply don’t have the time for that today. The shit in this sandwich, my dear Brick is a little trap I laid for you by allowing… Spit, I believe you called him to be promoted to factory manager.

You see, I want to send you back to your old factory to do some enforcing, some restructuring and get Spit back in control, really show that pig what for. What do you say my boy?” He finished, stoking the tobacco in his pipe.

Brick quickly replies “Yes sir, you want order, I’ll get you order”

“Good good, I knew I could count on you. Now… another job for you and if you please me, a reward” Wolfe says as he undoes his pants, pulls out his meaty cock and blows another plume of pipe smoke into Brick's face.

CHAPTER 13 - MISCHIEF

Ridley waits until the drones and Spit have left the factory floor and trotts over to another pig, this one covered in transparent olive latex, its hair and sweat visible through the latex. Ridley rubs his null bulge on the piglet's snout, the piglet licks the bulge, and oinks in pleasure. Ridley and the piglet kiss and rub aimlessly for a while, but Ridley soon gets bored.  The conditioning that watching the stream had given him and drug concoction he was administered during his induction had almost completely worn off.

“I wonder what’s over there” Ridley thought as he looked towards the room below the office and started to trott towards the exit of the pen.  

Leaving the pen was easy, the gate wasn’t locked and no one tried to stop him. Ridley looked back at the other pigs, none of them were interested, they all seemed content to wallow and play with their piggy brothers. As Ridley left the pen and closed the gate he fully stood up, after a few slightly slippery steps he found his footing and made his way to the room.

When Ridley arrived he saw several cages and one of them was occupied with Holey.  The cages were lit by a screen just behind Ridley, Ridley ignored the screen since he had noticed Holeys cock, dripping with precum and twitching. Ridley got on all fours, and slowly crawled towards Holey, trying not to disturb him or get in the way of the screen.  He made it to Holey without disturbing him and clamped his mouth over Holeys cock and moaned. He had been desperate for some action the whole time he had been playing, but the null bulge and trotters prevented stimulation. Ridley began licking, sucking and tasting Holeys cock, causing Holey to thrust unconsciously.

Ridley felt a hand on the back of his head, Holey had woken up, and forced his cock deep into Ridley's throat.  With Holeys other hand he grabbed some poppers and held them under Ridleys nose, forcing him to only breathe poppers for a good minute. 

Ridley loved the treatment but soon realised that it was becoming harder to think, his only thoughts being “Suck, oink, feels so good, oink” Holey removed the poppers and pulled Ridley up to his feet from his cock, holding him tightly by the back of his neck, he lifted and turned Ridley around, now Ridley could see the screen.

The spiral pattern filled Ridley's view, he noticed the pulsing sound accompanying the pattern, calming him, relaxing him so deeply. Holey placed a gasmask over Ridley's head and attached it to his gas canister, he then put Ridley into a firm headlock preventing any movement and bringing their bodies close. Ridleys loudly squealed as Holey penetrated his hole with two thick fingers and began to play with his prostate.

CHAPTER 14 - ENFORCEMENT

Brick felt good, the new brand of tobacco removed any doubts, introspections or questions about his past. Brick was in the moment and looking forward to pleasing Wolfe by returning order to his old factory. 

As an enforcer Brick was given some extra equipment, a thick batton which was about the width of a baseball bat, but the length of a nightstick and a few bottles of extra strong blend of poppers named Nx1.  

Brick was also given some new gear, as an enforcer he said goodbye to his pig hood, and gifted Wolfes Muir cap, Wolfe said this was to elevate his position above the pigs, drones and managers. Brick thought it was also a way for Wolfe to remind Brick who was in charge and honestly Brick was honoured when he earnt the cap. Wearing it made him feel a closer connection to Wolfe.

The car carrying Brick arrives at the factory, Brick steps out, puts his new cap on and lights a cigar made from the same tobacco strain in Wolfe's pipe.  Brick had full access to the factory, the gates opened automatically and he entered without Spit knowing.  Brick enters and heads towards the pen, he leans on the pens bars, waits and watches the piglets expecting Spit and his drones to come and greet him. Nothing. Brick grunts, Wolfe was right, something's not right here. Brick notices noise coming from the drone storage room and makes his way there.

Brick enters the room and sees Holey playing with a piglet, fingering its hole and stretching the piglet wider and wider. The piglet had a blank look on its face, too blank and Brick notices that it is still attached to Holeys gas canister. 

“Oi!” Brick yells as he turns off the screen both the pig and the drone are fixated on.

“Oink!” yelps Holey in surprise and drops the piglet. As the piglet hits the floor it crawls over to Brick and begins licking his boots, Brick flicks some ash on it.

“Holey you dumb fucking pig, how longs this piglet been on the gas?” Brick asked, not really expecting an answer, the drones sluggishness and drool was enough to tell Brick; too long. Oh well, sometimes piglets do break, it's rare but at least it's happy and will be for the rest of its long life.

“Piglet, your names’ Boots, you’re coming with me, take care of my needs, carry my shit.” Brick said while getting down on one knee and attaching a thick leather collar and metal chain leash. Brick tugs on the leash, forcing Boots into a kneeling position next to him and turns to Holey.

“Now Holey, got some equipment I'm going to field test on ya, on your knees and hole up pig” Brick ordered, as he pulled out the baton and held it between them.

“Lick” Brick ordered Boots as Holey looked on, the last time Holey had been used was by Brick a week ago, a lot had changed. Boots licked the batton with gusto moaning and oinking as he did so, his hole twitching.  

It didn’t take long for the batton to be lubed up enough for Holey and Brick slowly pushed the thick head past Holeys rubber covered hole lips. Once the head of the batton was in Holeys hole pulled tightly on the tapered baton as Brick pushed and pulled the batton inside the pigs hole.  Brick did this for another twenty minutes while working Holeys prostate with the tip of the bat, Holey came hard and nearly collapsed.

“Clean that up” Brick ordered Boots pointing at Holeys cum on the floor. Brick grabbed Holey and placed him in his cage and locked him in for the night, something that should have been done earlier.

CHAPTER 15 - UNPREPARED

Brick opened the door to the office with Boots kneeling patiently by his side. Brick now understood why no one greeted him, Spit was fisting the piglet in the sling while the drones were fucking on the desk, linked up to each others gas.  The main screen had been switched over to the spiral patterns and the binaural audio was louder than usual.  Brick was having a hard time maintaining his composure with the giant projection and overwhelming sound. Brick took a big puff on his cigar and went to sit at his old desk.  He indicated to Boots to get under the desk and turned off the conditioning audio and spiral.

“Ello pigs.” Brick said menacingly while taking a big puff on his cigar. Spit and the drones stopped instantly, with Spit pulling his arm out of the piglet in shock so quickly that the piglet swung back and forth in the sling pissing all over itself and Spit. Brick indicated to the two drones to go into the corner with the drain, got up from the desk and headed over to the sling, bringing Boots.

Taking a big puff from his cigar he blew the smoke into Spit's face, this strain of tobacco being much stronger made Spit weak at the knees as stumbled backwards and leant against the wall. Brick checked on the piglet, this one is fine, not like Boots, it can be turned into a drone or released.  Brick fingered the piglet in the slings hole eventually getting his hand inside, he massaged the piglet's prostate getting appreciative squeals and moans. 

While playing with the piglet he addressed Spit, “You’ve been a naughty boy, this–” Brick indicated at Boots “is your fault, what the fuck is going on here?” Brick didn’t wait for a response, he dosed Spit with the Nx1 and said “Go get three null bulges and locks and bring Holey up here”

Brick wandered over to the two drones standing by the drain “Open wide boys” he said as he took a long piss over the drones. Brick chuckled as he smoked watched Boots lap up the piss off the floor and the wet drones.

CHAPTER 16 - HANGER

“Spit has been demoted sir, and i’ve nullified all the drones, Holey is in charge. As for Boots sir, I always wanted a mutt” Bricks face filled Wolfes screen.

“Very good Brick, please bring ‘Boots’ to our research team for some tests, I promise we will give him back, maybe even with some improvements. By the way, that cap suits you, do pop by my office if you want to earn some more gear, I do love to entertain.”

“See ya soon Boss” Wolfe logs out after the call and leaves his office.

Wolfe lights his pipe as he waits for the elevator outside of his office, the elevator doors open and he steps in almost completely filling the space. Wolfe enters a key into the elevator, turns it and hits B.  As the elevator falls Wolfe has time to adjust his gear, he takes some pulls on his pipe and even removes his cap to polish the emblem on the front. After a few minutes the elevator stops and he steps out into a long hallway.

As he walks he passes several doors, all labelled with the research function of the room behind; Nullification, Tattooing, Caudate, Herbal, Chemical, Transformation… 

Eventually Wolfe enters a meeting room and sits at the head of the table.

“Good evening everyone.  I understand today's meeting is to fill me in on the progress you have made with the seamless rubberised human animal hybrid programme: Chimera.” Wolfe begins with pipe smoke rising and curling around the rim of his cap.